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perplexing for a deaf child to learn to speak when it is so easy for other people;

               but I am sure I shall speak perfectly some time if I am only patient….




               Although I have been so busy, I have found time to read a good deal…. I have
               lately read “Wilhelm Tell” by Schiller, and “The Lost Vestal.”… Now I am
               reading “Nathan the Wise” by Lessing and “King Arthur” by Miss Mulock.





               …You know our kind teachers take us to see everything which they think will
               interest us, and we learn a great deal in that delightful way. On George
               Washington’s birthday we all went to the Dog Show, and although there was a
               great crowd in the Madison Square Garden, and despite the bewilderment caused
               by the variety of sounds made by the dog-orchestra, which was very confusing to
               those who could hear them, we enjoyed the afternoon very much.


               Among the dogs which received the most attention were the bulldogs. They
               permitted themselves startling liberties when any one caressed them, crowding
               themselves almost into one’s arms and helping themselves without ceremony to

               kisses, apparently unconscious of the impropriety of their conduct. Dear me,
               what unbeautiful little beasts they are! But they are so good natured and friendly,
               one cannot help liking them.




               Dr. Humason, Teacher, and I left the others at the Dog Show and went to a

               reception given by the “Metropolitan Club.”… It is sometimes called the
               “Millionaires’ Club.” The building is magnificent, being built of white marble;
               the rooms are large and splendidly furnished; but I must confess, so much
               splendor is rather oppressive to me; and I didn’t envy the millionaires in the least
               all the happiness their gorgeous surroundings are supposed to bring them….





               TO MRS. KATE ADAMS KELLER

               New York, March 31, 1895.
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